Tea and Mince Pies

Saturday 23rd December

Today I was to leave the Blue Mountains and Sydney and get a flight to Melbourne. At the train station I overheard a biazare conversation: “Hope we have a cool Christmas this year so we can have a hot dinner” and another conversation between a local and a traveller: “…australian trains go so slow compared to European ones” At least this one got me back in Sydney in time for my flight to Melbourne. The flight must have been a special “kindergarten” flight for it was full of kids. Lovely. I didn’t get one of those little kids packs from Qantas though, I was very upset. My lovely friend Fiona greated me with big hugs at the airport, and an hour or so later I was drinking her parents’ tea cupboard bear and eating them out of delicious home made mince pies – my first ones this year, absolutely mouth watering! The tea provided had been especially “picked” for me (Pickwicks) but changed to Pickford, so I was most honored. Up the mountains we went to my christmas home in the Dandenong Rangers – a gorgous house with a beautiful garden, all decorated in a delicate african theme, absolutely beautiful.